Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Mali and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Scientists to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Delta 5,
Isaac Hayes,
Hoover,
Fatback Band,
Unrelated Segments,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Fortunes,
Scan 7,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Depeche Mode,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sex Pistols,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Wake,
CMW,
the Soft Cell,
The New Christs,
The Music Machine,
Eve St. Jones,
Nils Olav,
The Evens,
Basic Channel,
Toni Rubio,
Idris Muhammad,
Visage,
The Monochrome Set,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Warsaw,
Supertramp,
Babytalk,
The Buckinghams,
Theoretical Girls,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nik Kershaw,
Kaleidoscope,
Bobby Byrd,
Tommy Roe,
The Martian,
Nick Fraelich,
Camberwell Now,
Barry Ungar,
Pagans,
Oblivians,
Bizarre Inc.,
Echospace,
The Young Rascals,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
In Retrospect,
Das Ding,
Hot Snakes,
The Offenders,
Donny Hathaway,
the Germs,
The Human League,
Sonny Sharrock,
L. Decosne,
DJ Style,
The Dave Clark Five,
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.